Han Yue, who was still unconscious, had a big hand in the darkness as if it were pulling, leading him deeper and deeper. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

As the big hand continued to fall, Hanyue felt a coldness that seeped into her soul.

Am I going to die again?

has experienced a death, and death does not seem so terrible,

With reluctance and regret, he gradually closed his eyes.

The little unicorn on the bed is gradually cold,

Chu Shiyuechan's beautiful face was teardropped: Don't go, don't go, please......

A nine-tailed fox walked out of the void and slowly turned into a human body, like a fairy in the sky falling into the mortal world.

Yuechan looked at the woman who walked out of the void, like a fairy in the sky, "Lord fairy, please save him, even if I exchange my life for his life."

Ying Ning stroked her head and said with a smile: If you really love him, have you ever thought that he woke up. But if you marry someone else, what will he do?

Chu Shiyuechan was stunned for a moment, remembering that he was in the gladiatorial arena for a word, so that he became like this. I am afraid: I understand, you must save her, fairy lady.

Ying Ning stroked the palm print, and a palace-like magic weapon flew out of her sleeve.

The dark red Senluo Hall feels the presence of the master. It radiates a nimble, bloodthirsty light. Can't wait to get back to the owner.

Ying Ning pushed out the Senluo Hall with a palm and said: Wake up, my greetings.

Senluo Hall regained its freedom and instantly integrated into the little Qilin's body. The little unicorn's body gradually became larger, and the dull scales on its body gradually regained their dark color with a hint of gold.

The cold moon sleeping in the darkness felt a familiar throbbing,

Originally, he was pulling his big hand, and the lines that were suppressed by the Sen Luo Hall did not move.

A sword appeared in the Senluo Palace, and a sword flower danced in the air, carrying a pure golden aura.

Then a second sword appeared, as long as night.

In an instant, divine swords flew out one after another, and each sword was unique.

Jin Ji, Chopping Night, Jifeng, Mu Sheng, Mo Wen, Qingkun, Nianying, Listening to the Rain. As the cold moon shouted out the name of each sword.

The eight swords were windless and automatic, and quickly stabbed towards Han Yue, who smiled slightly and opened his hands: Come on.

The eight swords were combined and instantly inserted into the heart of the cold moon.

Han Yue smiled cruelly with blood on the corner of his mouth: How does the blood of the holy beast taste! It's like talking to yourself.

Looking closely at the sword inserted in the chest, the blood flowed down the spine of the sword into the eyes of the hilt, and with the increase of blood at the hilt, two protective walls slowly grew outward, and barbs grew out of the hilt like a bat, and the tail of the sword slowly grew a blood bag with the flow of blood, and the blood bag slowly became larger, and a section of sword bone slowly appeared at the tail of the sword, and the whole sword looked very strange.

As the blood flowed into the sword, the original cold moon's upright body gradually dried up like the bark of an old tree.

As the cold moon dries up, the little unicorn's body is still slowly growing larger as if it is growing like crazy.

There was a sound of footsteps, and someone came.

With a wave of her hand, a black robe was draped over her body, and the wide brim of her hat covered her entire head.

The door was pushed open, and a young man with eyes like jewels. His eyebrows were like swords, and he was wearing a green robe, and he suddenly felt heroic.

Behind him was an old man, with white hair and fairy bones, stepping lightly. The cultivation is introverted, which makes people feel unfathomable.

The young man's name is Shantai Fanxi, the younger brother of the Demon Emperor Tantai Changxi, who has a soft spot for swords since he was a child and has excellent talent.

When Tantai Fanxi saw Yuechan with red eyes, he immediately ran over and said with concern: Yuechan, I brought the fairy grass.

Glancing at Tantai Fanxi, Yuechan stared at Han Yue on the bed and said: No need, Tantai is in a hurry, let the two of you run for nothing, and I will let the family compensate you.

Tantai Fanxi was stunned when he heard this.

Chang Xi smiled and touched Fan Xi's head: Sister Yuechan. The festival mourns and changes, people can't be resurrected after death, and they will be a family in the future, just a spiritual talisman, we are real sisters.

Yuechan turned around and bowed slightly when she heard Chang Xi's words: Sister Chang Xi, I'm sorry, my husband has been rescued by a master, and he doesn't need fairy grass anymore, Xiangtai Fanxi, I'm sorry, let you run for nothing, I will let the clan compensate you for the loss.

Tantai Changxi's pretty face stiffened: Sister Yuechan, didn't we say before, you marry my brother, and my brother will send you immortal medicine.

Chu Shiyue Chan stared at Chang Xi beautifully: When a woman marries, her life is particularly important, presumably her sister will not marry someone she doesn't like because of a fairy medicine.

Tantai Fanxi's face was full of anger: My Tantai family has a thousand-year-old inheritance family, and my grandfather and sister are the emperors of the spirit and demon world, what do you mean by this.

The atmosphere suddenly became tense, Feng Ye looked at Yuechan and said: Yuechan, if the Lantai family marries with our clan, the benefits to both parties will be huge, even if this ink unicorn comes back from the dead, it can't compare to the Lantai family,

Yuechan was about to speak, and the spiritual power of the Sakura Condensing Demon Emperor beside her was released, and he pressed towards Feng Ye wildly, and everyone present suddenly felt that Ling Ran had killing intent.

Ying Ning Tan's mouth opened slightly: When discussing your own affairs, don't involve others in. Don't blame me for saying the wrong thing and losing my head. Then the spiritual pressure was retracted, as if nothing had happened.

Everyone present was shocked, and only then did they notice the black-robed person beside Yuechan all along.

Feng Ye coughed up a mouthful of blood and saluted: Senior, don't blame, no offense.

Ying Ning's beautiful eyes hidden in the darkness glanced at Feng Ye and stopped talking.

Feng Ye noticed the disappearance of hostility, bowed down and gave a salute, not speaking,

Everyone was silent, and the atmosphere was eerily quiet.

Hanyue, who was pierced by his own sword in the darkness, was like a dried corpse, and the sword on his chest was not drawing his blood.

The little unicorn on the bed also stopped getting bigger, and its original two-foot body has grown to nine feet long.

The two horns on the head are as sharp as halberds, and the lin's pieces with faint golden stripes are each the length of a thumb, and the limbs look sharp and powerful.

In the cold moon in the dark, the corpse-like body completely lost its color, the eyes slowly closed, and the sword inserted into the heart slowly pulsated, as if it had spirituality.

The eyes on the hilt of the sword slowly opened, and the gray and gold pupils blinked as they looked at the cold moon like a dry corpse.

The entire blood-red sword body began to turn as red as blood, and the eyes that were originally sucking blood at the hilt of the sword slowly closed.

A stream of blood with dark gold streaks flowed from the hilt of the sword and down the spine of the sword to the parched heart.

The body of the unicorn that could barely fit on the bed, the eyes exuded a golden and gray light, and the Creation Bell Divine Bead on the wolf's forehead slowly turned, and a stream of clear water entered the sea of knowledge. Repairing the wounds left by the overdraft of spiritual power.

Watching this scene, Ying Ning suppressed the joy in her heart, and disappeared in place with Yuechan in an instant.

Sister fairy, where are we? Chu Shiyue glanced around with a confused face. It was as if a palace was suspended in the air.

The palace is surrounded by bloodthirsty red clouds, followed by Yingning into the Yuechan, the pretty face is shocked, in the palace, an ancient huge throne, engraved with ancient patterns, as if telling the once powerful.

A tall and straight man, with an indistinct cultivation, extremely quiet, handsome eyebrows, one hand on the armrest of the throne.

Feeling a pair of golden and gray eyes, bloodthirsty red lips, seemed to be looking at her with a wicked smile. Chu Shiyuechan's beautiful eyes swept away in confusion, and the man on the throne clearly did not open his eyes.

Just as she was puzzled, Yuechan looked around the palace with red eyes.

The fairy-like Sakura Ning handprint changed and returned to a fairy-like human form.

This is the Senluo Palace, as he spoke, he slowly walked to the throne, and a sword with eyes instantly rushed to the front of Sakura Ning's pretty face.

The fairy-like cherry blossom looked at the man on the throne with resentful eyes: Even if you die, you won't let people stop! As he spoke, he untied the layers of black robes on his body, and the stunning spring color slowly emerged.

White and slender beautiful legs, flat willow waist, two red flowers floating above the pretty face, the towering twin peaks trembled gently, and the face was red as if it could pinch out water.

Ying Ning said shyly to the man on the throne: Are you satisfied with this? Bastard.

The long sword with eyes seemed to have a spirit, and it turned around and disappeared.

The fairy-like Ying Ning gently sat in the man's arms, and looked at Yuechan with a pretty face: The formation set by this bastard in the previous life, except for the beautiful woman, anyone who is close to the throne of Qianhan will be killed. Within five steps, the woman must be spotless. Otherwise, the Ask Han Sword will also kill him.

Yuechanqiao looked at the throne with a flushed face: Ah, fairy sister. Is this your husband, so domineering.

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